The Police - Friends

^AmI likes to eat my friends and ^Amake no bones about it ^Am I likes to eat my friends, ^AI couldn't do without it ^AmAin't a man or poet, friend, I ^Aknow just how you'll taste Your ^Amlimbs go sliding down my throat and ^Anever go to waste Your ^Amdeath, of course, will sadden me, un^Atil I grok your essence I ^Amknow your life was not in vain when di^Agestion is commencing Con^Amsider this a celebration and the ^Adeepest pact of friends And I ^Amhope that you will dine on me when ^AI come to an end ^Gadd9

^AmEven friends may come to you with a ^Anew found revelation But ^Amthink of it as life renewed and ^Anot their termination 'To k^Amnow you is to eat you" should ^Abe the code of lovers Death ^Ambrings the highest act of love preser^Aved for one another

^AmPeople say that what you are ^Ais only what you eat And my ^Amfriends become a part of me, oh well ^Aits then that life's complete To lov^Ame you is to eat you, the ^Aact of love supreme Each ^Amone of us inside himself can ^Aappetize the dream